all the good
erased
by a careless act
and sleep
forever lost
at 3am
Author: zdunno03
for all those I lost these last few years and especially for those killed violently whether here, there, everywhere: DIRGE WITHOUT MUSIC by Edna St. Vincent Millay
a picture old
here
a picture old
slightly torn
at the edges
you hold a pen
over paper
head turned
to the camera
a hint of a smile
on lips
in eyes
and now
years later
those unwritten words
haunt my nights
from Go Ask My Tears by Hafiz
With this burning heart, how can I tell you what I see?
Go ask my tears, for they are honest and without sin.
translated by Thomas Rain Crowe
the waste of my heart
so many years
of regret
the waste
of my heart
when I look
at you
To Tzu-chih: among the “Flowers” by Li Shang-yin
The light on the pool suddenly hides behind the wall,
Mingled scents of flowers invade the room.
On the edge of the screen, powder smeared by the butterfly:
On the lacquered window the yellow print of the bee.
Push those state papers across to the clerks,
There’s a maid for every honest civil servant.
Let’s ride abreast and hear each other’s poems.
What’s so urgent about this business you waste your heart on?
translated by A.C.Graham
In Reply to Li Huan by Wei Ying-wu
I left the Yiching in the woods
now I drift with the gulls by the stream
among the singers of the way of Ch’u
to whom do you most often turn
translated by Red Pine
tears fall
tears fall
an ocean
an ocean
of tears
fall
from the film Hud, based on the novel Horseman, Pass By by Larry McMurtry
Little by little, the look of the country changes because of the men we admire.
pray this morning
bow to the ground
hands palm up
in the air
pray
this morning
for the darkness
to fade
Leonard Durso 